Sorry for it being late. This is a poem for ostara. Here you go.

The flowers blooming.
Ostara's spring winds sway.
The frost of winter stops looming.
As the winter is going away.

A dress of green, brown, and floral.
Swaying in the forests of spring.
A gown of floral colors, including coral.
As the winds of Spring bring.

Bushes with roses so red.
Bushes with berries so sweet.
As all of Spring is led.
Led by the birds tweet.

Ostara's easter garden.
In a dress of green, brown, and floral.
With a sword to harden.
Harden the colors of the soft coral.

Flowers blooming.
Snow scowling.
Frost no longer looming.
As the winter winds aren't howling.

Ostara, Easter's old festive ways.
As Ostara is celebrated for a while.
As the spring sways.
With the lady in the dress has a smile.

Nature coming back.
The lovely fruit to eat.
With the snowy skies lack.
The growing of such lovely wheat.

The flowers blooming.
Ostara's spring winds sway.
The frost of winter stops looming.
As the winter is going away.

The lovely sun taking place.
The Ostara's lovely rain showers.
With the dress having a hint of lace.
To find them, look for the flowers.